Mass Effect: Mercenaries

This is a Mass Effect FanFiction for Mass Effect 3, but it is from a different point of view from a character not even heard about.


5. Chapter 5:

Chapter 5:

We were half way through the main building. "Okay this is the place" I said. I did a quick 360. "Alright,snipers you in position?" I asked into the comm link. "Sniper one in position." I nodded "Copy that." I said "Sniper two in position." I nodded again. "Sniper three, waiting on you." After a minute I got back; "I've been engaged calling for back up." Fuck!, I said myself. "How many targets?" I asked. After a couple seconds we heard; "Five or six." Then Spectra cut in. "Hold on Craan, she looked at me, help's on the way." She turned around and said; "Sanderson, Hanson get over To Craan's position and give him some support." Then I said; "No, don't move." Spectra spun back toward me. "What!?" she said. "I decide who goes." I said. She shook her head. "No, Lieutenant, she said, I'm the ranking officer here, and as your captain I'm ordering them to go." She started to turn away and I caught her arm. "If they die it's on you." I said coldly. "Excuse me lieutenant, what did you say?" I turned back with a soul piercing glare. "You may have authority but I have respect, Or, as Henry the fifth said, From this day to the ending of the world, we in it shall be remembered, we few, we happy few, we band of brothers." I let it sink in for a minute. "Do you get it, I asked, It's better to be respected than feared...Captain." She looked down at her feet. "My men and I...We are brothers to the last breath, we are brothers to the end." A corporal yelled out. "Sir you might want to take a look at this." I walked over to his window and took his binoculars. What I saw amazed me, a Phantom was taking out her own men. Just then we heard; "Sniper three in position, thanks for the help." I looked back to see Hanson walking in carrying Sanderson in his arms. I rushed over to them. "Hanson what happened!?" He sniffed; "A Cerberus took her out...I'm sorry boss I wasn't fast enough." I took her body and set her on the ground then I took her tags off of her neck. Margrott Sanderson age 22 ht 5'7 wt 105 lbs. I stood and added her tags to the rest. I watched Hanson put her hands on her chest. I turned and looked at Spectra. "Take a good look Captain, this is on you." As I turned away she grabbed my shoulder. "When did you become so cold?" She exclaimed. I calmly said. "War makes you cold, I reached down and grabbed the tags, by doing this I keep my humanity." I walked back toward the window. "What does that mean!?" She yelled. I sighed and looked down at my feet. "When we stop fighting for each other is when we lose our humanity." I turned back around and shouted; "Currahee." My men shouted it back. I looked at Spectra and told her what it meant. "We stand alone." I said. I stepped past her with my men at my heels. We walked downstairs and out side. I had to get to that Phantom. I looked up at each sniper then at my men. "Don't fire unless I say, copy?" They all responded; "Yes sir." Good, I thought to myself.
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